Notebook on Grass

An unintended quirk of the picture: the spider hanging from the blade of grass.  I was just trying to be cute when I took the picture, not intending to post it, but then I saw that and figured I had to.  It's just funny (but not in a funny way) how sometimes accidents create fortunate opportunities.

And those accidents, my big-nosed friend, have a name: serendipity.  Hollywood made a cheesy movie out of it.  No, don't go look it up!  It's not that sort of reference!

(Full disclosure: when I checked the spelling of "serendipity" I accidentally typed "serenity".  Shows were my head is.  Indeed, fuck the red wings there are no accidents.)

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